derues-第14章
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an the walls of the alcove。 There came a lull in the wind; the rain ceased; and during this instant of calm someone knocked; at first gently; and then sharply; at the outer door。 Derues dropped the dying woman's hand and bent forward to listen。 The knock was repeated; and he grew pale。 He threw the sheet; as if it were a shroud; over his victim's head drew the curtains of the alcove; and went to the door。 〃Who is there?〃 he inquired。
〃Open; Monsieur Derues;〃 said a voice which he recognised as that of a woman of Chartres whose affairs he managed; and who had entrusted him with sundry deeds in order that he might receive the money due to her。 This woman had begun to entertain doubts as to Derues' honesty; and as she was leaving Paris the next day; had resolved to get the papers out of his hands。
〃Open the door;〃 she repeated。 〃Don't you know my voice?〃
〃I am sorry I cannot let you in。 My servant is out: she has taken the key and locked the door outside。〃
〃You must let me in;〃 the woman continued; 〃it is absolutely necessary I should speak to you。〃
〃Come to…morrow。〃
〃I leave Paris to…morrow; and I must have those papers to…night。〃
He again refused; but she spoke firmly and decidedly。 〃I must come in。 The porter said you were all out; but; from the rue des Menetriers I could see the light in your room。 My brother is with me; and I left him below。 I shall call him if you don't open the door。〃
〃Come in; then;〃 said Derues; 〃your papers are in the sitting…room。 Wait here; and I will fetch them。〃 The woman looked at him and took his hand。 〃Heavens! how pale you are! What is the matter?〃
〃Nothing is the matter: will you wait here? 〃But she would not release his arm; and followed him into the sitting…room; where Derues began to seek hurriedly among the various papers which covered a table。 〃Here they are;〃 he said; 〃now you can go。〃
〃Really;〃 said the woman; examining her deeds carefully; 〃never yet did I see you in such a hurry to give up things which don't belong to you。 But do hold that candle steadily; your hand is shaking so that I cannot see to read。〃
At that moment the silence which prevailed all round was broken by a cry of anguish; a long groan proceeding from the chamber to the right of the sitting…room。
〃What is that?〃 cried the woman。 〃Surely it is a dying person!〃
The sense of the danger which threatened made Derues pull himself together。 〃Do not be alarmed;〃 he said。 〃My wife has been seized with a violent fever; she is quite delirious now; and that is why I told the porter to let no one come up。〃
But the groans in the next room continued; and the unwelcome visitor; overcome by terror which she could neither surmount nor explain; took a hasty leave; and descended the staircase with all possible rapidity。 As soon as he could close the door; Derues returned to the bedroom。
Nature frequently collects all her expiring strength at the last moment of existence。 The unhappy lady struggled beneath her coverings; the agony she suffered had given her a convulsive energy; and inarticulate sounds proceeded from her mouth。 Derues approached and held her on the bed。 She sank back on the pillow; shuddering convulsively; her hands plucking and twisting the sheets; her teeth chattering and biting the loose hair which fell over her face and shoulders。 〃Water! water!〃 she cried; and then; 〃Edouard;my husband!Edouard!is it you?〃 Then rising with a last effort; she seized her murderer by the arm; repeating; 〃Edouard!oh!〃 and then fell heavily; dragging Derues down with her。 His face was against hers; he raised his head; but the dying hand; clenched in agony; had closed upon him like a vise。 The icy fingers seemed made of iron and could not be opened; as though the victim had seized on her assassin as a prey; and clung to the proof of his crime。
Derues at last freed himself; and putting his hand on her heart; 〃It is over;〃 he remarked; 〃she has been a long time about it。 What o'clock is it? Nine! She has struggled against death for twelve hours!〃
While the limbs still retained a little warmth; he drew the feet together; crossed the hands on the breast; and placed the body in the chest。 When he had locked it up; he remade the bed; undressed himself; and slept comfortably in the other one。
The next day; February 1st; the day he had fixed for the 〃going out〃 of Madame de Lamotte; he caused the chest to be placed on a hand…cart and carried at about ten o'clock in the morning to the workshop of a carpenter of his acquaintance called Mouchy; who dwelt near the Louvre。 The two commissionaires employed had been selected in distant quarters; and did not know each other。 They were well paid; and each presented with a bottle of wine。 These men could never be traced。 Derues requested the carpenter's wife to allow the chest to remain in the large workshop; saying he had forgotten something at his own house; and would return to fetch it in three hours。 But; instead of a few hours; he left it for two whole dayswhy; one does not know; but it may be supposed that he wanted the time to dig a trench in a sort of vault under the staircase leading to the cellar in the rue de la Mortellerie。 Whatever the cause; the delay might have been fatal; and did occasion an unforeseen encounter which nearly betrayed him。 But of all the actors in this scene he alone knew the real danger he incurred; and his coolness never deserted him for a moment。
The third day; as he walked alongside the handcart on which the chest was being conveyed; he was accosted at Saint Germain 1'Auxerrois by a creditor who had obtained a writ of execution against him; and at the imperative sign made by this man the porter stopped。 The creditor attacked Derues violently; reproaching him for his bad faith in language which was both energetic and uncomplimentary; to which the latter replied in as conciliatory a manner as he could assume。 But it was impossible to silence the enemy; and an increasing crowd of idlers began to assemble round them。
〃When will you pay me?〃 demanded the creditor。 〃I have an execution against you。 What is there in that box? Valuables which you cart away secretly; in order to laugh at my just claims; as you did two years ago?〃
Derues shuddered all over; he exhausted himself in protestations; but the other; almost beside himself; continued to shout。
〃Oh!〃 he said; turning to the crowd; 〃all these tricks and grimaces and signs of the cross are no good。 I must have my money; and as I know what his promises are worth; I will pay myself! Come; you knave; make haste。 Tell me what there is in that box; open it; or I will fetch the police。〃
The crowd was divided between the creditor and debtor; and possibly a free fight would have begun; but the general attention was distracted by the arrival of another spectator。 A voice heard above all the tumult caused a score of heads to turn; it was the voice of a woman crying:
〃The abominable history of Leroi de Valine; condemned to death at the age of sixteen for having poisoned his entire family!〃
Continually crying her wares; the drunken; staggering woman approached the crowd; and striking out right and left with fists and elbows; forced her way to Derues。
〃Ah! ah!〃 said she; after looking him well over; 〃is it you; my gossip Derues! Have you again a little affair on hand like the one when you set fire to your shop in the rue Saint…Victor?〃
Derues recognised the hawker who had abused him on the threshold of his shop some years previously; and whom he had never seen since。 〃Yes; yes;〃 she continued; 〃you had better look at me with your little round cat's eyes。 Are you going to say you don't know me?〃
Derues appealed to his creditor。 〃You see;〃 he said; 〃to what insults you are exposing me。 I do not know this woman who abuses me。〃
〃What!you don't know me! You who accused me of being a thief! But luckily the Maniffets have been known in Paris as honest people for generations; while as for you〃
〃Sir;〃 said Derues; 〃this case contains valuable wine which I am commissioned to sell。 To…morrow I shall receive the money for it; to…morrow; in the course of the day; I will pay what I owe you。 But I am waited for now; do